Pei family's ancestors traced back to the Great Shang, one could imagine who it was.
The butler had also mentioned before that the Pei family's villa was once the ruins of the Imperial Residence and had a very powerful background.
After several renovations, it retained some of the essence of ancient architecture.
No wonder Su Ji found him familiar the first time he attended Grandpa Pei's birthday banquet.
So...
It was Prince Huai...
"Do you need me to help you?" Pei Huai sat down, his deep eyes looking down at the score.
"Don't mess around." Pei Qingshen waved his hand." Su Ji was just joking. How can you write such a powerful song?"
After saying that, he quickly asked the butler to put it away again.
He was afraid that her grandson, who didn't know anything about art and only knew how to make money, would mess with him.
Pei Huai curled his lips and did not say anything else.
